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"OLD GLORY" 



SONGSTER 



Containing the latest 

CAMPAIGN BALLADS 

BY S/ 

WILSON IMBRIE DAVENNY. 



Dedicated by the Author 

To the Candidates op the Republican Party, 

Protection and Sound Money. 



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THE "OLD GLORY" SONGSTER 

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Old Glory Songster. 



McKinley Is Our Man. 



(Adapted to the Air ^'Marching Through Geojyia.'') 

Hoist the good old banner, boys, and carry it along, 
Hold it with a sturdy hand and fill the land with song; 
Hold it as your fathers held it, who proved the Union strong, 
While they were tramping through Georgia. 

Chorus. 

Hurrah! Hurrah! Our Songs shall all agree! 

Hurrah ! Hurrah ! The chorus of the free ! 

Yes, we'll have Protection strong— "McKinley 's it shall be,'* 

Blue an' gray are shouting through Georgia. 

How the idle working men are listening to each note, 
Let our free-trade doctors take a ride upon the goat; 
Trust it to the common people — they knew how to vote, 
While they were tramping through Georgia. 

Chorus. — Hurrah! Hurrah! etc. 

Yes, and when our ranks we fill, no foreign foe we'll fear, 
And to the British scheme for trade, we'll turn our deafest ear; 
Then the sons of Uncle Sam no more shall shed a tear. 
While they are tramping through Georgia. 

Chorus.— Hurrah! Hurrah! etc. 

Freedom's dauntless, loyal friend will never quit his post; 
So his army comrades knew, and so the free-trade host. 
Bold he stood with soldiers true, but loved his land the most, 
While they were tramping through Georgia. 

Chorus.— Hurrah! Hurrah! etc. 

Shout our gallant leader's name, and swell the glad acclaim; 
Send it ringing tlirough the South, and to the coast of Maine. 
'*Our country's friend in da5's of need," we'll sing in proud refrain, 
When we go marching through Georgia. 

Chorus,— Hurrah! Hurrah! etc. 



Old Glory Songster. 



"Old Glory'— Emblem of the Free. 



{Adapted to the Air ''America'') 

Our country's banner, free, 
Emblem of liberty; 

Its glories sing. 
Let patriots silence break; 
Oh let their sons awake, 
And all of joy partake, 

Like Freemen sing. 

Our fathers fought for thee, 
Flag of the loyal free; 

Thy folds we love. 
Flag of the strong and brave; 
Flag that was bold to save, 
Proud may it ever wave. 

Long may it wave. 

No banner floats the sea 
That speaks to you and me 

vSo sweet of home. 
May Heaven's holy \\g\\i 
Protect and keep it bright; 
Sweet emblem of the right, 

Float strong and free. 



—The union flag, affectionately enshrined in the hearts of loyal 
Americans, as "Old Glory," was hoisted for the first time over Washing- 
ton's camp, at Cambridge, and recognized as emblematic of the union 
of the thirteen colonies, against the tyranny and oppression of King George 
III, on Jan. 2, 1776. Though then the flag of the colonies, it was not un- 
til June 14. 1777. that it became the flag of the United States. On that 
date the American Congress "resolved that the flag of the thirteen United 
States be thirteen stripes, alternate, white and red, that the Union be 
thirteen stars (white) in a blue field, representing a new constellation." 
The last star to be given place was the forty-fifth, representing the admis- 
sion of Utah to the constellation of states, in Jan , 1896. 



Old Glory Songster. 



The Hero of Factory Alley. 



(Adaj^ted to the Air ''The Sunshine of Paradise Alley.'') 

There's no man that you meet 
That now dreams of defeat, 

When the boys for McKinley do rally, 
Of late its been clear 
That new life will appear. 

When protection lights Factory Alley, 
And each man on the street, 
Will the croakers all greet, 

'Neath the banner of William McKinley, 
Who has made his fight fair. 
And will surely get there. 

As the Hero of Factory Alley. 

Refrain. 

Every voter, up to the polls must go 
All the way, on election day, yes, we will go, 
Always loyal — heart that is true, you know 
He is the hero of Factory Alley. 

He's had chances to go 
For free silver, you know. 

But he's always declined so politely, 
That of late its Ijeen known 
He had sense of his own, 

And his star you can see's burning brightly. 
Soon the battle will end 
And the croakers suspend. 

'Neath the banner of William McKinley. 
He'll be known just the same. 
And add fame to his name. 

As the Hero of Factory Alley- 
Refraix. — Every voter, etc. 



— McKinleyism is Republicanism, and both mean American wages 
for American workingmen. 



Old Gloky Songster. 



After the Vote is Taken. 



Adapted to the air ''After the Ball.'' 

Grover's days are passing — by the great horn spoon, 

He's had his glory— He's been well fed; 
Why should we worry— we'll sing a song. 
He has three babies — they'll help along; 
He's had a picnic, now let him go. 
What are his plans, boys, we may not know; 
Ask him the story — have you the gall? 
Oh, he'll be neglected — after this fall. 

Refrain. 

After the vote is taken— after the end is known. 
After the jays are leaving, after the snaps are gone. 
Many a heart will be breaking — if you could see them all- 
Many a guy to be banished, after this fall . 

Don't turn away, boys — brace an old man's nerve, 

Stick to the last, boys, fight till you die; 
Grover tried to tell them, tried to explain, 
They had no patience — gave them a pain. 
He had a strong pull — long, long ago. 
He maj^ fit somewhere, yes, let him go. 
Oh, he is going — No choice at all, 
He'll believe he's jilted — after this .fall. 

Refrain. — After the vote is taken, etc. 

Grover 's days are ending in the great arm chair. 

He could tell a story— ^ do. Grover, please! 
Why do you do it, why don't you stay? 
Don't go lamenting — come back and play, 
"Oh, I am sorry, boys — yes, we must go! 
"When shall we go, boys, when shall we go? 
"Sing to me softly, or not at all; 
"Oh, I'll be a chestnut— after this fall! " 

Refrain. — After the vote is taken, etc. 



Old CtLory Songster. 



The Campaign Cry of Freemen. 



Adapted to the air "I he Battle Cry of Freedom.'''' 

Let us gather 'round the flag, boys, let's gather once again. 

Shouting the campaign cry of Freemen ; 
We'll gather from the sea-side, we'll rally on the plain, 

Shouting the campaign cry of Freemen. 

Refrain. 

Our country forever, hurrah! boys, hurrah! 

Out with free-traders, up with the bars, 

While we labor 'neath the stars, boys, rally once again, 

Shouting the campaign cry of Freemen. 

We shall rally to our standard, the loyal, bold and brave, 

Shouting the campaign cry of Freemen ; 
And although our sons may toil, not a soul shall be a slave, 

Shouting the campaign cry of Freemen. 

Refrain. — Our country forever, etc. 

Yes, we're clinging to the plan of our fathers gone before, 

Shouting the campaing cry of Freemen; 
Yes. we'll fill our loyal ranks, and free-trade end forevermore, 

Shouting the campaign cry of Freemen. 

Refrain. — Our country forever, etc. 

Oh, they're coming at our call, from the East and fi'om the West, 

Shouting the campaign cry of Freemen; 
We shall win the battle, boys, for the cause we love best, 

Shouting the campaign cry of Freemen. 

Refrain. — Our country forever, etc. 



— Free trade and free coinage of silver are twin enemies of Ameri- 
can toilers. Cheap goods and cheap money make cheap men. The best 
of everything is none too good for an American citizen. 



Old Glory Songster. 



A Presidential Boom. 



{Adapted to the Aiv ''Little Alabama Cooii.''^) 

Ts a healthy Presidential Boom! 

And I guess I'm gettin,^- poot}^ strong; 
I 'member bein' hided from de moon, 

Mas' Hanna nursin' me along. 
When dey hit me ha'd with the tariff bill, 

Dey dun tole' me dat Td troubles of my own; 
But Mas' Hanna save de pieces and he watch 'm grow, 

And dis am de song he sing: 

Refrain. 

Don't you sleep, my nervy Bill McKinley, 

Br'er Grove '11 catch you if you do 
'Member all de blunders of de ole Denimy Ninney, 

Demmy's suah to swat you if you don't. 
( Swat, swat, swat, ) Lu la lu la lu la lu la lu; 

Underneaf no silver shrouded gloom, 
Rock-a-ljy, hush-a-by, Hanna's nervy Billy, 

And his healthy Presidental Boom. 

I's ole Grover's Presidential Doom! 

Oh, I's suah to go de White House way, 
Dey's gwine to irash my Presidential Boom; 

November's nearin' day by day, 
When dey'U vote to sen' me to the Capital. 

We'll hab dose Demmy Ninnys on de run. 
Den dose silver men will suah enuff turn 'round you know, 

And dis am de song dey '11 sing: 

Refrain.— Don't you sleep, etc. 



—The total popular vote for President in 1888 was 11,392,429, dis- 
tributed amon^ the several Candidates as follows: Harrison, 5,441,902; 
Cleveland, 5,538.560; Fisk, prohibition, 249.937; Streeter, union labor, 
147,521. The total vote in 1892 was 12.150,274, distributed as follows: 
Harrison, 5,162.874: Cleveland, 5,556,562: Bidwell, prohibition, 264.066; 
Weaver, people's 1.n5r),424. 



Old Glory Songster. 



Oh, all is O'er, They've Said Cood-Bye. 



{Adapted to the Air ''Say Au Revoir,"' hut not '^Good-Bye.'') 

Oh, all is o'er, they've said "Good-Bye;" 

A parting look, a tearful ej'e; 
The end is near — a nameless dread, 

'Twill last for years — Free trade is dead; 
Our platform first, the Demmys said. 

It might have been — we were misled 
Then Silver too — it made a yell, 

It looked so clear, but now, ah well.' 

Refrain. 

Oh, all is o'er — they've said "Good-Bye," 
Though full of dread, "twas hard to die; 

They're wishing now, they had not met 
That silver brick — they have it yet. 

The battle's done, the votes are cast, 

For some it brings bright hopes at last; 
The doom is goue, hold up your head, 

No clinging fear, no more of dread; 
Just one "Good-Bye," 'Tis Grover's last, 

His fame is smoke, his day is past, 
'Tis cruel fate, he's out again, 

And he must sing the sad refrain. 

Refrain. — Oh, all is o'er, etc. 



—During ten months of 1895, under the Wilson tariff, contrasted 
with a like period under the McKinley tariff, there was an increase of 
importations, aggregating $118,490,294, which was exactly the loss 
sustained by American manufacturers, or nearly $12,000,000 a month 
taken out of the pockets of American and contributed to foreign labor. 
The loss to the American woolgrowers has been enormous under the 
Wilson bill, and during the period in question, the woolen manufac- 
turers alone lost $36,000,000 or $3,000,000 a month, equal to the wages 
of 50.000 men at $60 a month. Think it over. 



10 Old (Ilory Songster. 



The Train Rolled On. 



{Adapted to the Air ''The Band Played On:') 

Mike Ryan just came over, but went hustling into line 

And yelling- for a fellow with a pull. 
Sure Ryan was a jolly lad and he was smooth as oil; 

Of parties he knew nothing but the pull. 
Oh, if you could only see him, togged out in Dublin clothes 

I'm sure you'd have to broadly smile a bit. 
But Ryan knew a thing or two that kept him right in line— 

He'd stay up nights to win a copper's place. 

Refrain. 

Ryan would dream of a bright, shining badge — 

But the train rolled on. 
He'd come across the sea and wanted his reward — 

But the train rolled on. 
Oh, his chance was so faded, 'twas really out-dated 
And poor Mike did try to reform — 

But the train rolled on. 

Such "joshing" of the people ana such jugglery of the votes 

And telling how the battle would be won, 
For Ryan was a favorite and tried to hold his own ; 

Of juggling and vote making did his share. 
Election day you'd see him puffed up with pride you know, 

For if the boys from Donegal or Cork 
Had Ryan in the lead, they all would fall in line 

Behind the "Rube" that was their joy and pride. 

Refrain. — Ryan would dream etc. 

Oh, when the vote is taken and the Demmys are done brown. 

If telliug tales of Ryan's last request 
Be sure that he was grateful for the favors friends had sho^vn; 

Oh, think once about the plum that he loved best. 
Most all the friends are buried that Ryan used to know, 

Tim Murphy, he, has taken leave of life; 
The gang they used to meet and run with are in the swim no more, 

Oh, surely he's a victim of defeat. 

Refrain. — Ryan would dream etc. 



Old Glory Songster. 11 



A Canton Boy. 

(Adapted to the Air " Ya7ikee Doodle.''^) 

A Canton boy will win the clay, 

His views need no correction, 
In peace or battle knows the way 

To vict'ry or election. 

Refrain. 

Silver twaddle, Peffer's ghost, 

Sockless Jerry's handy 
Spouting 'gain his idle boast 

Cranky Namby, Pamby 

He's battling for a better day 

And never quits the fight, sir. 
To better trade he points the way 

As certain as you live, sir. 

Refrain.— Silver twaddle, Peffer's ghost, etc. 



—William McKinley was born January 29th, 1843, at Niles, Trumbull 
County, Ohio. He entered the army when but 19, and at the close of the 
war studied law. He settled in Canton, where his public career began. 
In 1871 he married Ida Saxton. His conspicuous services in congress 
since his first election in 1876; his successful administration of the affairs 
of the State of Ohio, as Governor for two terms, and his acknowledged 
position as an American statesman are all matters of current history. 

—The right to cast one ballot for the trinity of principles represented 
by Protection, Reciprocity and Sound Money, is the sacred birthright of 
power that belongs to every American citizen of voting age. The princi- 
ples in question contain the essence of prosperity. They should prevail. 

—The chance to labor for a living, under a policy of Protection to 
American industries, and the assurance of being paid for his labor m 
dollars that are worth 100 cents all the time and anywhere are the two 
things that the American workingman has a right to demand It is also 
a demand that he can enforce at the ballot box. If he neglects his duty 
to himself he has only himself to blame. 



12 Old Glory Songster. 



The Laborer's Hope, 

{Ada2:)ted to the Air '-2 ramp, Tramp, Tramps) 

In a pensive mood I sat 

Dreaming Brother Bill of you. 
And of days when we could earn our bread and more, 

But you know we've had hard times, 
Spite of all that we could do 

And we've seen the wolf of hunger at the door. 

Refrain. 

Tramp, tramp, tramp, our hopes are bright'nin^ 
Brace up, comrades, work will come, 

And before the fight is done 

We shall shout the glad acclaim 
Of a freeman in his own delightful borne. 

Oh, the battle won't be done 

Till our strongest cards are played 
And weVe swept free silver and free trade away; 

But before we break our linee 
They most know we've won the day, 

So we'll sing the song of vict'ry once or more. 

Refrain, — Tramp, tramp, tramp, etc. 

So before the polls we'll stand, 

Yes, we're waiting for the day 
That shall help us get new carpet for the floor, 

And with hope our eyes are bright, 
Spite of all they do or say. 

Yes, you'll hear the cry of vict'ry more and more. 

Refrain: — Tramp,. tramp, tramp, etc. 

— The countries of Europe that would, if they might, appropriate the 
American market, as a field for the sale of their manufactured products 
are not favorable to the election of McKinley to the Presidency. He be- 
lieves in reserving the American market for American jDroducts. Some 
such man as Postmaster General Wilson, or Ambassador Bayard would 
please our British neighbors. 



Old Glory Songsteii. 13 



Grover's in the Soup. 



Adapted to the Air "Massas in the Cold Ground." 

Loud the "spouters" are unreeling 

The Demmy's doleful song, 
"While McKinley boys are "speeling" 

Hopeful as the day is long. 
When the dickey-birds are dreaming 

On a mossy dune 
Poor old Grover will be scheming. 

Scheming 'neath a pale, pale moon. 

Refrain. 

Down by the seaside 

Where the sand you scoop 
All his neighbors are declaring 

Grover's in the cold, cold soup. 

When October days are going 

And the nights are long, 
We're glad to hear old Grover blowing 

That he is so wise and strong; 
But November ides are coming, 

Then we'll count the score. 
A new song we will be humming, 

Poor old Grover, nevermore. 

Refrain — Down by the seaside etc. 

Grover made the British love him. 

He was wondrous kind; 
They can never quite forget him. 

He made plans as they designed. 
The Demmys now are full of sorrow, 

Oh, they've got to go: 
And soon they must begin to borrow, 

Soon be eating balls of snow. 

Refrain. — Down by the seaside etc, 



14 ■ Old Glory Songster. 



Raise Protection's Banner. 



(Adapted to the Air ^^Hail Columbia.''^) 

Raise Protection's banner high, 

Keep it ever in our sky; 

Unfurl its folds to every breeze, 
Its name extol on bended knees. 

It is the banner ot the free, 

And proud should float on every sea; 
Let idle men good sense display 
Till hard times shall pass away. 

Hold protection's banner high, 

Keep it ever in our sky. 

Refrain. 

Still united we shall stand 

Fighting for prosperity; 
Like a band of patriots joined. 

Thrift and plenty we shall find. 

The loyal chief who has command 
Will always for his country stand; 
His name will never court defeat, 
His foes before him must retreat. 
He is Protection's loyal friend, 
And Labor's ills will surely mend. 
Again we'll light the furnace fires 
And feed once more our heart's desires; 
At last, we'll be from Free Trade, free 
AVhen on Protection we agree. 

Refrain. — Still united we shall stand etc. 



—William McKinley may look like Napoleon but he will be the 
Wellington of the Waterloo arranged for the Democracy in November, 



Old CxLORy Songster. 15 



The Republican's Hymn. 



Adapted to the Air 
''Battle Hyimi of the Republic.''' 
{''Glory, Glory: Hallelujah.'') 

Oh, listen to the story of the triumph of a man, 
He is mounting up the ladder to be the first American, 
He has been a noble type since first his youthful fame began, 
His train goes rolling on. 

Chorus. 

Glory, glory, he'll not do you, 
Glory, glory, he'll stick to you, 
Glory, glory, hallelujah! 

His train goes rolling on. 

You have seen him at the camp-fires of your country's loyal men, 
He's won glory in our congress, that he'll brighten once again. 
He will fill the chair with credit, same as did your "Uncle Ben," 
His fame goes rolling on. 

Chorus. — Glory, etc.,— His fame goes rolling on. 

The name of Bill McKinley, has gone across the sea 
As the author of Protection, that encircles you and me. 
He has tried to guide trade fairly, and he'll try to make men free, 
While time goes rolling on. 

Chorus. — Glory, etc., — While time goes rolling on. 



— William McKinley said to the convention at Minneapolis in 1892: 
"When there is anything to do in this country the Republican party 
must do it." There are several things to be done to restore confidence 
and prosperity in this country. The nomination and election of this 
same William McKinley to the Presidency of the United States come first 
in order and the guarantee of protection to American industries and a 
sound currency with which to do the business of the country, will do the 
rest. 



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Old Glory Songster. 



— Blaine was the author of Reciprocity and McKinley was its god- 
father and sponsor in the committee on ways and means, when according 
to the authority of William E. Curtis, the Ohio statesman submitted the 
Blaine amendment to the tariff bill then under consideration (on Feb. 7th 
or 8th, 1890) and was the first member of the committee to vote for the 
amendment. He was not only the first but the only member to vote for 
reciprocity on that ballot though jDublic opinion subsequently forced its 
adoption. 



— The public debt of the United States reached its lowest point for a 
hundred years iu 1835, when it was only $37,513.05. The highest point 
was in 1866 when it aggregated $2,773,236,173,69. The lowest point 
touched since the close of the Rebellion, was during the Harrison admin- 
istration in 1891, when it was $1,546,961,695.61. Since Cleveland's sec- 
ond advent to the White House, an insufficient revenue has prompted 
frequent bond issues and the debt is m<xinting upward. It is time for a 
change from the bond issuing to the debt reducing system, by restoring 
Republicans to power. 



-Vote as you sing. 






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